Sunday 29 September 2013

Here Be Dragons


The shutters on the windows of Crimson Clocks Tower have been closed, and the Tower is cold and empty, the only sound to be heard within is the occasional ticking of the boilers in the cellar as they cool. The Crimson Carriage stands on the gravel driveway waiting. Instruments have been packed in the Carriage along with supplies and accoutrements, and we know where our overnight stops will be for the first leg of the journey. Beyond that things become more than a little uncertain, with the only certainty being that the journey must be taken regardless of the consequences.

(Photo courtesy of davefrithphoto.com)

Our destination on the map is marked "Here be dragons", and while we are eager to be on our way we are also vaguely uneasy about what may lie ahead. 

Now, as the door to the Tower closes and is locked, the journey can no longer be delayed. Everyone is on board, the carriage wheels begin to turn. As the gates to the grounds close behind us we are going and may be some time. Ah yes.... one last thing before I forget....we'll be back.  

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